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quote based on the gayest and softest reply i’ve ever seen from @snowmcid

a man that sansa stark was privileged to know – now that was someone worth being, if he could. “for your sake, let’s hope i won’t change your mind.”

HELLFIRE, DARK FIRE

 "Not you. You're my winged knight, Ser Sweetrobin." - AFFC

“Sansa... Chaos is a ladder...” 

**C**ONCERN **S**TARTERS>      the book falls shut with a soft _thud,_ and sandor looks up to meet sansa’s inquisitive gaze. he recalls the day he found her unconscious on the shore. at first, the black hair strewn across her face simply belonged to another body for the gravedigger to bury—a poor soul who had had the misfortune of catching the blood-chill on the bay of crabs. sansa stark’s face was the last thing he had expected to see when he approached the body. without a moment’s hesitation, he’d gathered the young woman up in his arms and held her close to him the whole way across the isle. with elder brother’s help, he’d saved the little bird’s life.      that was a month ago. she had only recently begun her recovery, and he had been there every moment, remaining by her bedside like… like a loyal hound. _you can’t be left alone with her, gravedigger_, the septon had said. _those are just the rules_. **i’d like to see you fucking try to keep me away. i won’t leave her again**. those had been his only words.      as the weather warmed and the tradewinds began to blow in from essos, the pair began to spend more time outside. he’d help her walk, though weak as she was, down to the shore on the opposite end of the island. at times, he would bring a book along and read to her while she rested against a tree, all the while petting septon meribald’s dog as she seemed to come in and out of daydreams.      her words struck him with a thought as steely eyes study her. he can’t help the small whisper of a smile that graces his ugly face. in truth, sandor had not noticed much of a change in himself. he was still gruff with the quiet isle’s other patrons, and rather short-tempered with any newcomers. he kept to himself when he wasn’t with sansa, which wasn’t often these days.      “i suppose i’m something of a different man now, little bird. thanks to you.”

— Nikita Gill, Athena Girl